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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: by-and-by, they reached the wall of the tower itself, they found
the hidden window much higher from the roof than they had judged
from below--perhaps ten or twelve feet--and it was, besides,
beyond the eaves and out of their reach.
Myles looked up and looked down. Above was the bushy thickness of
the ivy, the branches as thick as a woman's wrist, knotted and
intertwined; below was the stone pavement of a narrow inner court
between two of the stable buildings.
"Methinks I can climb to yon place," said he.
"Thou'lt break thy neck an thou tryest," said Gascoyne, hastily.
"Nay," quoth Myles, "I trust not; but break or make, we get not
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